Tuesday, May 14, 2013

English grammar fun with "buffalo"

I stumbled upon this on Reddit, and as a pure grammatical ice-breaker (to an advanced crowd), it could definitely stir up some fun discussion.

From Wikipedia:

"Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo, buffalo Buffalo buffalo" is a grammatically valid sentence in American English, used as an example of how homonyms and homophones can be used to create complicated linguistic constructs. [...]

The sentence is unpunctuated and uses three different readings of the word "buffalo". In order of their first use, these are
Marking each "buffalo" with its use as shown above gives:
Buffaloa buffalon Buffaloa buffalon buffalov buffalov Buffaloa buffalon."





Sunday, April 28, 2013

Sound Memories

Music transports, awakens, refreshes, depresses, destroys. A song or even a sound viscerally affects me in a way an image doesn't.

So why don't I try to preserve more of the profound sounds I encounter in my journey (through life)?

When two friends visited this last month, I decided to do just that. I experimented with a little-used app on my phone called "Tape-a-Talk" and recorded our adventures in sound as well as image.

While I didn't do a very thorough job recording, I was very pleased with the results--some fairly high-quality sounds that highlight some of the moments of our travels around Austria and Germany.


Saturday, March 2, 2013

Dwi n caru "Cariad@iath"!

Update, March 13: Unfortunately, I got an e-mail yesterday notifying me that I'm not in the running anymore. They did encourage me to keep learning Welsh, which was sweet. I hope no one would quit after not getting on the show. I'm disappointed, but can't wait to watch the new season once it comes out! And if I ever get another chance, I will definitely try again.
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Early in February, I applied for a spot on the amazing show, Cariad@iath, and while I knew my chances were slim, I couldn't give up on tiny, persistent thought that I at least had a chance to meet and thank Nia Parry and get to learn Welsh--in Wales!--with lovely other people from around the world.

Nia Parry, one of my top (language) teacher role models

Well, today, I missed a call from the producers, Fflic Cyf (they didn't leave a message, but I googled the number...). I have Schmetterlinge im Bauch coupled with face-ache from grinning too much--and it's not even a sure thing yet! :)

Although it's unfortunately possible that I got weeded out of the first round because I missed the call, or that this is even something else entirely (though I'm not sure what it could be...), I'm just going to ignore any possibility for failure and cling to the possibility that this could definitely happen! So, please cross your fingers and hold your thumbs for me--I'll be calling Fflic Cyf tomorrow to try to get in touch and will post a followup when I know more details about my chances.

Update, March 4: My little heart is a thumpin'! Just had a brief but fun conversation with someone from Fflic. Of course, the only sentence I could think of when prompted to say something in Welsh was, "I eat bread and meat." So, yeaaahhh. Despite the lackluster performance, I'm still holding onto my small chance, so we'll just have to see! It was a thrill to even just have the chance to chat with someone from the show. I can't wait to hear back!

Friday, February 15, 2013

Why drinking champagne before noon in the teachers' lounge isn't a big deal
(And some other thoughts on alcohol culture in Austria and the US)

 
Here's something that would never happen as a prom theme in the US, but totally works for the similar event, the Maturaball, in Austria:


("Got a little Engineer in you?" is their tagline since it's at a technical school.)

I lol'd when I saw this ad plastered to the front door of one of my schools this morning, simply because it's sometimes easy to forget how different Austrian culture is in many ways.

This is not a new topic for me, as many teachers have requested I discuss this topic with the students. In this discussion, it always quickly becomes clear (if it wasn't already) that standards and expectations in Austria are quite a bit different than in the US.

This is because the drinking age for beer and wine here is 16, 18 for spirits.* This means most of my students can go have a beer after class--something US teens can only dream about or do at the house of a friend with hippie parents. 

The culture of drinking is much more relaxed here. For example, G pointed out once how drinking a beer with lunch might draw some judgmental looks, but here doesn't cause brows to furrow. Beer is also inextricably linked to local pride and tradition: It seems like every town has a large brewery (or two), and locals swear by the supremacy of their own. Taverns in hamlets tend ally themselves with the nearest big-time operation. For example, Murauer was the beer of choice in Tamsweg, probably just as much because of ease of transport as the local affinity.

In addition, it must be mentioned that public drinking is allowed, but frowned upon if it is too flagrant. This allows one to spice up picnics with a mini bottle of champagne or quench one's thirst after a long but leisurely bike ride to Freilassing with a cool Radler (mix of juice/soda a beer). In the US (outside of a few special places), there can be no Gluehwein at Christmas markets. There can be no impromptu beer gardens. There can be no schnapps sampler at the local farmers market. What a pity.

That said, alcohol abuse is definitely still an issue. While most students have a relaxed, thoughtful attitude toward drinking--which is better than the fearful, uninformed one some teens have--they have faced the same issues of binge drinking and embarrassing drunken episodes most US teens have. And like all teenagers, a few of them have little respect for the possible consequences.

I know that many teachers are not too thrilled at the idea of teenage drinking. Some want to hammer home the negative consequences of overconsumption rather than having an open discussion about how teens actually feel about alcohol and actually use it. This is where being a TA can really come in handy: The students see you as a peer and if you gain their trust, are more willing to share their authentic thoughts and concerns.  And those are the moments a teacher can really savor.

Unfortunately, no system deals perfectly with all the ills alcohol misuse and abuse can create. While I don't especially love the underlying prudish, fear-racked mentality of the US, one that has led many TAs (including myself, much as I hate to admit it) to react in shock when teachers celebrate someone's birthday with champagne at 11:30 p.m. in the conference room, I don't think that 16-year-olds should be able to drink freely, unsupervised in public (especially given that you can drive at 17).

I prefer the attitudes and laws regarding alcohol here over those in the US, but I will never be a fan of Captain Morgan as a prom mascot. The Maturaball should be a celebration of achievement, a night to cut loose and have fun that is accented with alcohol, not centered around it.

*This is the basic law. There are much more complex laws considering blood alcohol level and public intoxication, which you can read about on Wikipedia.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Knitting adventures, sock edition!

After finishing George's kilt socks late in 2012, I decided to continue my foray into sock knitting with an easy pattern included with sock yarn from Debbie Norville's Serenity line (available at Jo-Ann in the US).
The only thing I adjusted was the needle size-- I used 2.5 mm double-pointed needles, since I often knit quite loosely.





So far, so good! Gotta love dyed yarn that doesn't require lots of color changes, although Fair Isle, I'm coming for you soon!

Socks now seem like a breeze, if the pattern is written well, so I've also started a cable knit sweater for George that is proving to be quite complex.

Cable knitting tip: I would highly recommend Grumperina's tutorial on cabling without a cable needle, as it does seem to save oodles of time and cut down on the chaos of throwing an extra needle into the mix.

Monday, January 21, 2013

MacGyver is alive in Austria

After the first real snow of winter fell last week, I noticed something strange in my neighborhood on my walk home from work.

I'm used to seeing dashboard heat shields in high summer. And of course, on the inside of the car...

...but this motorist had laid his on top the windshield and jammed the edges into the doors on both sides so it wouldn't come loose.

I immediately jumped to judgement: "Oh dude, you're doing it wrong." Chuckling heartily to myself, I continued the trudge home.

After seeing the second one, though, a few hundred feet down the block, I knew this phenomenon was more than just a desperate MacGyvering. The remaining journey home afforded me more time to reflect, and I realized how clever the trick is.

Lacking a garage, car park, or car cover, these two had repurposed their summer heat shields into winter condensation/ice blockers to save themselves the headache of early-morning ice scraping.

While it may not be the most elegant or comely solution, I bet it works magnificently. It's also thrifty and more convenient than a complete car cover.

I've been keeping an eye out for more instances of it, but thus far, I've only spotted these two on my block. Does this happen where you live? 

 

Monday, January 14, 2013

I knit the Dr. Who scarf!

For G's birthday, I knit him the Fourth Doctor's scarf. 

There were actually quite a few different versions of the famous scarf, as I found out: One for every season, plus a few extras. But for the most part, they are just variations on a theme.

I chose the season 13 scarf.



I used the directions and recommendations of the witty little knitter herself. I opted for Brown Sheep Nature Spun sport weight yarn.

You can find the pattern I used here.  (png)

A few notes on the project:
I used US size 5 circular metal needles after asking Tara what size she recommended--and she answered! I was a bit star struck...

I purposefully knit somewhat loosely so I wouldn't have to block later. Which probably led to the following problem, that...

I completely ran out of saddle tan and goldenrod; I had a bit of wood moss, red fox and chocolate kisses left; and I had a whole skein of spiced plum and most of a skein of charcoal. This meant I wasn't able to add the tassels the original had. I would suggest purchasing a few extra skeins of the above yarns if you really want tassels.

I followed Tara's guidelines for switching colors in part and it turned out beautifully. The ending tails I wove in after finishing the scarf with a tapestry needle.

The entire project took me about the equivalent of 2 weeks of fairly regular knitting to complete, which was easy to manage over winter vacation. I'll admit it was a love-hate project, as the joy of knitting wears off by about the second foot of any scarf for me. I am not the speediest knitter, so I am sure others could complete it faster.While I wouldn't recommend this as a first project, it is definitely doable for a beginner and Dr. Who fan, especially considering Tara's detailed instructions and supplementary Youtube tutorials.


Thursday, January 3, 2013

Post-Christmas cookies


Yesterday I finally tried my hand at the melted snowman cookies I've been seeing everywhere, and had a ball.

Recipe and inspiration found here

I opted for store-bought frosting and my mom's sugar cookie recipe, but otherwise followed the guidelines from Truly Custom Cakery.



Monday, December 10, 2012

Starting up again

Hello after a while! What better time than a black, sleety night than to begin my blog once more? I failed recently on a project to launch a personal Web site, and while I'm giving up for the time being, I'm going to continue trying to make it happen. In the mean time, this blog will again become my outlet for sharing things that I deem unsuitable for Facebook.

This year, I am teaching in Wels in Upper Austria. Wels, being a fairly large city by Austrian standards, affords me options I didn't have in Tamsweg, but it also lacks the possibility for kindling close friendships, a possibility that is a welcome obligation in a tiny hamlet like Tamsweg.

I dearly miss my colleagues and friends in Tamsweg, but the year as it was could never be again. I will treasure my memories and the lessons I learned there, and rely on them as I enjoy this final year in Austria.

I leave you with the naked man, one of many at the "Nackte Maenner" exhibition in Vienna.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Blocking the block

From Phone Shots

Huge crowd just meandered past on our street. They must be heading to a game at Europark. Lazy Sunday afternoon no more: They were setting off loud firecrackers.